Hey you! Yeah you, Mr sanitary. Yes the one that uses the handly little toilet seat covers when squatting in a public restroom. I am glad that you feel that you ass is so damn clean that you dont want it to touch other ass cooties that may have rested in the same spot only minutes before. Nothing wrong with that at all. But why . . Look at me when I'm talking to you ass face! . . Why do you not know how to flush that same this piece of see-through paper. Why when I hustle into the tiny 4 foot wide stall do I have to see this cover still sitting there so I have to find some awkward way of flushing the damn thing. My choices are limited. Should I use a shoe and kick it in, use TP to give it a nice shove? That is it, all of the avenues I can take, nothing else that is adequate. Oh wait there is one more. I can drag your nice clean heiny back into this stall and force your pencil neck down there to shove it into the bowl with your teeth. Maybe that will make you learn to turn around before exiting and see that the ass-wrap has hit the water.
There is one worse scenario. Non-flushies!! Oh we have all walked into that stall. The one with kids sitting in the water like they are hanging on thanks to life jackets. Push the little fucking handle that is behind your back before walking out of the stall. I would hate to walk into your house. How many months do you go before getting rid of that stuff. How hard is it!! Argh! I hateyou people!
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